To be or not to be

Do diet pills really make a difference? I mean really? This is a topic that I have let myself be a test subject. I have tried several different kinds of diet pills. Now remember that this is just my opinion, and I encourage you to try some for yourself. As far as suppressing my appetite, I think it would take an act of God to do that. On the upside, though, they did give me an incredible amount of energy, and I was able to stay awake during my college classes. As I already said though, give them a try yourself.

Pokey Hokey

Someone once told me that in order to fulfill my mission in life, I have to put my right foot in, and my right foot out. One would think that this little jig would do the job, but I was informed that I am not quite finished. After putting my right foot in and my right foot out, I was to put my right foot back in and shake it all about. I was instructed to do the hokey pokey and turn myself about. So, my question is this: is that what it’s really all about?

Account for the Humor

I have come to find out that just about every accountant has the same sense of humor. Whether it be good or poor is dependent upon the personality of the individual; however, to be as dull and boring in the profession of accounting takes a different person. We, that is accountants, notice the weird silly things and have comments like none other. Ultimately, the best part about accounting jokes is that they never depreciate in value.

Pizza, Socks

In case you were wondering, I like pizza. I can probably eat pizza any where, any time, any day. I mean I just love pizza. One of my favorite flavors of pizza is Hawaiian. That pineapple just gives the thinly sliced ham enough zing to make my mouth want to do cart wheels.
On to a new thought, for all of you folks that label your socks, you are weird. You may, in fact, be beyond weird. You may actually be on the verge of insanity. Good thing your friends and family choose to overlook the fact that you label your socks right and left and by number. You people, the ones that label your socks of course, should go to bed at night and before you lay your little head down, after you have checked to see that all of your socks are properly matched, should think to yourself, “Self, I am lucky that I have friends and family members that overlook the fact that I label my socks!” Anyway, more to come tomorrow.

Bad jobs

My friend just told me about this blog page. I am in Dominica and I just now found out about this and set up it up. My friend is getting rich and hopefully I will get rich too. Then I can quit my job at Ryan's family steakhouse. Does anyone know what it is like to have such a pitiful job? What do you think about this?